“Your father was glad to help, darling. Drink it up, now, while it’s still warm!”
Lisa took the brimming spoon between her lips and greedily sucked the gooey sperm into her mouth, swishing it around before noisily gulping it down.
“That was delicious, Mum! Can I have the rest now?”
Helen laughingly spooned the remaining cum into her daughter’s mouth and watched with delight as Lisa swallowed it all down with obvious enjoyment, afterwards smacking her lips appreciatively.
“I do believe that my little girl is turning out to be a dirty cumslut!”
“You do say the nicest things, Mum!” said Lisa smilingly.
“I don’t suppose you’d like to have a taste of my pussy juice? Surely not-what a disgraceful question for a mother to ask of her daughter!”
“Don’t tease, Mum. You know very well that I’m not going to turn down an offer like that!”
“Could you go and see if your brother wants to help you juice me up? I don’t suppose that offer is likely to be turned down, either.”
When Lisa returned with her brother, Helen had her dress pulled up to her waist and was vigorously rubbing her pussy through the thin cotton of her pale-blue knickers. Already, a darker line of blue was appearing beneath her fingers as her vaginal secretions slowly oozed from her slit.
“Wait for us!” cried David as he and his sister plumped themselves down on either side of their mother and began to help her to masturbate.
As the dark blue line began to spread, Helen reached for the discarded teaspoon, still sticky with cum, and yanked aside the gusset of her knickers, revealing her wet and swollen pussy.
“Who’s first?” she asked, thrusting the spoon into the succulent pinkness of her gash.
“Gimme!” demanded David, greedily slurping up his mother’s pussy juice.
“Let me have some,” said Lisa pleadingly, lapping up the second spoonful with relish.
“Keep the lovely stuff coming,” urged David as Helen continued to spoon her tangy cunt juice into the siblings’ hungry mouths.
“I don’t suppose you’ve any spunk left for your slutty mummy?” asked Helen hopefully.
“I do believe I could produce a squirt or two,” allowed David with a grin.
“In that case,” said his mother, slipping out of her sopping knickers and pulling her glistening labia wide apart, “let’s have your squirt or two in there, to add to my juices. Mixed together, I’m sure they’ll be delicious!”
David barely heard what his mother was saying, so entranced was he by his first sight of her cunt. To his mind there was sheer perfection in the shape and plumpness of her outer labia and the juiciness of her delicate coral-pink inner lips. Almost before he knew what he was doing, his cock was in his hand and he was standing before her, wanking frenetically to a shuddering climax.
His promise of a squirt or two of cum proved to be an underestimate, so aroused was he by the sight and scent of his mother’s mushy quim. Pulse after pulse of his thick ejaculate splattered into Helen’s luscious gash, to her loudly-expressed delight.
“Thank you so much, darling!” she said sunnily, dabbling a finger into the sticky mess between her legs and bringing it to Lisa’s mouth. “Suck on that, my little cumslut, and see what you think.”
Lisa obediently took the finger between her lips and sucked it clean, savouring with great pleasure the rich blend of semen and pussy juice. She and her brother shared the residue of the gummy fluid, licking it off their mother’s fingers with vocal enthusiasm.
“Isn’t it time you got back to work, David?” hinted Helen after a while. “Lisa and I need some time alone.”
“Your wish is my command, mother. Let me know if you need any more spunk and I’ll try and do my best!”
“Hold on, David!” said Lisa, dropping to her knees before him and licking up the dribble of cum dangling from the tip of his softening cock.
“That’s a good little slut!” praised David, gently stroking his sister’s hair before leaving the room.
“Come and give your old mum another cuddle,” invited Helen. “In fact, why don’t we pleasure each other? I’m dying for a good, hard cum, and I’m sure you must be too!”
“Can I keep my knickers on, Mum?” said Lisa diffidently as she sat close to Helen.
“Of course you can, darling! Once you get a little more confidence you’ll no doubt be showing your cunt off as brazenly as your slutty mother, but there’s no hurry. To please me, though, will you at least take your bra off?”
Lisa blushingly unfastened her white, lacy bra and let it fall to the floor, exposing her small, pert breasts, their rosy-pink nipples slowly hardening under the lecherous gaze of her mother.
“What darling little tits!” enthused Helen, reaching out to gently stroke them. “David and your father are going to love sucking on those sweet little nipples-so am I, come to that!”
Lisa smiled brightly, anticipating the delights to come. Eager to please, she slipped her hand beneath her mother’s dress, thrusting it between her thighs and repeatedly fucking two fingers into her hot, sticky cunthole.
Even while Helen blissfully moaned as her daughter lovingly fingered her, she pressed her hand between the teenager’s parted thighs and energetically rubbed her plump mound through the delicately lacy material of her knickers. Lisa’s ecstatic moans soon joined those of her mother, rising to a crescendo as she achieved an intense, juicy orgasm.
Seconds later, as Helen came noisily, drowning out the deliciously squishy sounds of Lisa’s pistoning fingers, Peter walked into the room and looked at his wife and daughter enjoying a tender, post-orgasmic embrace.
“Do you randy whores really have to yowl like bitches in heat?” he asked, as David joined him. “Some of us are trying to do some work, you know.”
In reply, Helen merely smiled, lasciviously licking her own dripping juices from Lisa’s fingers.
“I’m serious, Helen,” Peter insisted, though his wife noted the mischievous glint in his eye and was aware of its probable significance.
“I know you are, darling. Lisa and I have been very naughty, and naughty girls deserve to be punished.”
“Don’t they just!” Peter growled. “You, for one, would certainly benefit from regular disciplining, it seems to me. I’ve a good mind to let David give your arse a good, hard spanking this very minute.”
“Whatever you say, darling,” said Helen meekly, seemingly undismayed by such a prospect.
“Get on your hands and knees then, woman, and let him get at that gorgeous ass of yours!”
Helen obediently took up her position on the floor, resting her cheek on the carpet as she pushed her shapely posterior towards her son. Hiking up her dress to well above her waist, she awaited her fate with a sense of acute excitement, tempered by an anxiety as to how severely David intended to spank her.
David fully enjoyed the sight of his mother’s enchanting bottom for a while before crouching down and swinging his arm back, sharply bringing his hand down on her right buttock. As she cried out in delighted shock he continued to rain down a series of stinging slaps on each bum cheek in turn, laughing with glee as he did so.
Watching from the sofa, Lisa was well aware that her mother’s shrill yelps were as much an expression of sexual elation as of pain, reminding her of the rapturous sounds Helen had made while being vigorously finger-fucked. Her pussy quickly moistened as she imagined her father striding over and ripping off her knickers before smacking her bottom, legs and breasts. When she pictured the flat of his hand smartly slapping against her hot, juicy cunt, she almost came on the spot.
“My arm’s getting tired,” muttered David regretfully, after landing numerous slaps on his mother’s reddened arse. “Do you want to whop mom yourself, Dad, or … “
“No, I think she’s had enough for now, don’t you, son? I look forward to taking my belt to her another time, but the priority now is to discipline your slutty little sister.”
David gazed lecherously at Lisa. “For a girl who was so reluctant to get her kit off, it hasn’t taken you long to strip down to your knickers. Not that I’m complaining, you understand.”
He helped his mother from the floor and she fell into his arms, rubbing herself lewdly against him as she found his mouth with hers.
“Thank you so much, darling!” Helen moaned after a lingering, passionate kiss. “You’re so good to your mother-I hope it won’t be long before you give me another good, hard spanking!”
“I’ll give you one when you deserve it,” David said, roughly squeezing his mother’s tender bum cheeks and making her cry out in delight. “With a perverted bitch like you that’s likely to be on a regular basis!”
“Did you hear our son call me a perverted bitch, Peter?” asked Helen with assumed indignation.
“He seems to have got you sussed out, dear,” commented her husband dryly.
“Do you really think I’m a slut, Daddy?” Lisa asked with a smile, lifting and parting her legs to draw his eyes to where the sodden material of her lacy knickers was tightly clinging to her pussy mound.
“I don’t think there’s any doubt about it, do you, sweetheart? It appears that there’s often a horny slut hiding inside even the demurest of girls. And you are indeed a slut, Lisa, I’m pleased to say. Always remember, however, that your sexual favours are to be granted only to family members-and in particular that your holes are for the exclusive use of David and myself, unless I say otherwise.”
“I understand, Daddy,” Lisa murmured, lasciviously running a fingertip along the length of her panty-covered slit.
“When exactly do I get to fuck the sweet little whore, Dad?” asked David eagerly.
“Excuse me!” said Helen huffily, interrupting her husband’s reply. “There does happen to be another of your whores who’s desperate to feel your cock inside her!”
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